Sweet Tooth Rating Novels & Stories

I'm frozen, skin burning, chest heaving. He leans in one last time, his whisper threading through the noise. "Consider yourself saved." Saved. The word tastes bitter. Because it doesn't feel like salvation. It feels like exposure. Like humiliation. Like he just made me a pawn in a game I swore I'd never play. Before I can say anything, the bottle clinks again, laughter spilling over me like poison. The circle closes in, hungry for the next victim. But I can still feel his mouth on mine, his whisper in my ear, his eyes warning, daring, promising all at once.

She just chewed like a little hamster that's being fed by the master. Eric loved the her reaction and how much of an affect he had on her. After finish their dinner Sabrina wanted to get up but was stopped by a firm hand on her waist and she eneded up falling into his chest. She could feel his well defined abs and muscles God had really given this man the best look. While she layed on his chest she sniffed his clone. It was a woody peppermint and with a hint of lavender. He smelled good and freshing. His scent was not over powering to her since she had a more sensitive nose than others.

We both leaned in at the same time and took a bite. The moment the hot sauce hit my tongue, I grinned. It was exactly as good as I remembered — sweet, tangy, with that perfect little kick. But Nyla’s reaction was even better. Her eyes widened dramatically, and she let out a little surprised moan as she chewed faster, fanning her mouth with her free hand. “Wow, it’s actually really nice!” she said, nodding enthusiastically, still chewing. “Even with chips! The sweetness hits first, then that little kick… it’s like my mouth is dancing!”

Rebecca raised her gaze and savored the dessert as it melted on her tongue. "Well, that's truly my honor." Rebecca smiled and looked down as she continued to nibble on the small cake. However, before getting through even half of it, she lost interest. While the sweetness could lift one's mood, consuming too much wasn't advisable. Perhaps due to her age, Rebecca no longer craved sweets as eagerly as she did as a child. Hence, it didn't taste as good. Rebecca took a sip of the latte and found it excessively sweet too. Subsequently, she reached for a cup of warm water and sipped it to cleanse the lingering sweetness between her teeth.

“I can do sweet.” “Really?” The thunder from the last lighting finally rumbled. The storm was still several miles away. “Give me a sample of sweet.” “Sugar,” he said in a dark, silky voice. He wasn’t even looking at her. With nothing but his voice, he was melting her bones. If she didn’t get him up to her room— “Maple syrup.” Shannon blinked. “Huh?” “Honey. You wanted sweet, I’m giving you sweet. Chocolate cake.

She dipped the sushi into the sauce as closed her eyes as she savoured the exquisite taste . This is lovely. By the time the desserts came in , she was sure she isn't going to be able to eat anymore . But her mouth watered . The chocolate creme and totes was totally appetizing . "You still love sweet things . " She found herself saying . Not actually meaning to say it out loud . "How do you know ?? . " Came the question from Micheal . "Know what ?? " She replied back . What did he mean ?? "How do you know I like sweet things ?? . " He was getting suspicious now .

Allen asked Stella, "Did you receive the candy that I sent to you the last time?" "Yes, it tastes special, and a little salty. The taste is light and quite suitable for my palate. People nowadays have a sweet tooth, but it's not good for their health. When they are hungry, or when they can't taste anything, eating salty candy might not be that bad of an idea."

He nods with a sound of contentment at a piece of cake, "Try them, Dee." "I just don't like sweets the way I used to," I shrug my shoulders, and he smiles at me. He thinks he's broken my sweet tooth. He hasn't. But the company makes for all the better enjoyment while eating. "You'll like this one," he picks up a piece, watching as I eat it. It's pink in color, but tastes like minerals… like… dirt. "You're right," I beam up at him, licking my lips and trying not to cringe, "it's delicious! That's the one."

Unable to resist, I walked towards it. The anticipation built up as I opened the box, revealing a treasure trove of caramel cubes, each delicately wrapped in golden paper. The sight made my mouth water, and my craving for caramel took hold. It was a weakness of mine—I simply couldn't resist the allure of caramel. Looking at his bitter personality, it was hard to imagine that he could also have a liking for chocolate. But my thoughts quickly surrendered to the captivating allure of the shining caramel cubes, glistening under the warm glow of the light. They seemed to invite me to indulge in their sweet embrace.

Jane sighed, drinking her 5 cup chocolate which surprisingly tasted bitter. Is she that heartbroken that not even chocolate can bring sweetness to her life? “Guess I should order another chocolate, and maybe ask for 300% sugar and some extra honey and—” TAK! “Hey, don’t you think to order another sugary drink. Drink some water first so that your face doesn't look somber. Too many sugar will make you age faster even though you’re not a human. You don’t want to be the ugliest wolf here, aren’t you?”